Would you ever give your life so that someone else may live?

An interesting question, since I believe that life in itself is a gift that we all have, there is no other and we can not ask for another life, or that they give us five more days, how good it would be, if instead of 5 days were years, this would be even better, however that does not happen, the life of each one is unique and important, no life is worth more than another.

Some time ago I remember that I used to say that I would give my life for my mother or my father, however life put me to the test in a very difficult way, because with the mouth you can say many things lightly, but when we reason, think, everything that comes to our mind is different.

My mother had cancer and was on her deathbed when I asked myself this question, or I asked God since I believe in the supreme being, could I give my life for my mother?.
It was a question that haunted my mind, to change our lives in an instant and that her pain no longer existed and was now mine.

I think that at that moment everything came to my head and I thought about my children, what would they do without their mother, I had the joy of having mine for 40 years, then they should also enjoy theirs, at that moment in my mind I thought that !No¡ I could not give my life for her because there are people who needed me and I wanted to live, it is not selfishness, it was my reality.

Now, I also started to analyze the same situation, but this time I remembered a mother who wanted to give her life for her daughter who was dying, and there I stopped my thoughts, because children are those people for whom we mothers become lionesses and we are capable of anything, so I think I would give my life for my children if I could.

I would have been capable of doing many things for her, but children are something else, it is a different feeling, something inexplicable, especially when seen from the deathbed, because maybe if something like a bullet goes through someone I love, I could put myself in the middle out of instinct or love, but on the deathbed you have to be there and think about it very well.

I think that if I had not had my children and my mother was the only person who needed me, then, only then would I have given my life so that she could have lived.

I believe that the love of a father is more powerful than the love of a child, fathers do anything for their children until they die for them, that's what I would do for my children, I could die for them to be well.

This has been my entry to the weekend experience challenge #124